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Anthony Hope I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at your window
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna
Mr, Todd! You have to help me.
Mr, Todd, Please! Mr. Todd?
I have sailed the world,
Beheld it's wonders
From the Dardanelles
To the mountains of Peru,
But there's no place like London—!
Mr. Todd…?
Is everything alright, Mr. Todd?
The lady, sir, did she succumb?
(I feel you)
(Johanna)
(Buried sweetly in
Your yellow hair)
(Johanna...)
I feel you...Johanna
(I'll steal you)
Will I see you again, Todd?
You might find me, if you like,
Around Fleet Street, I wouldn't wonder.
Until then, my friend.
Mr. Todd!?
You wait for him here.
I'll return with the Coach in less
Than half an hour. Don't worry,
No one will recognize you.
You're safe now.
Johanna, when we're free of this place, all
The ghosts will go away.
I'll be right back to you. Half an hour
And we'll be free.
Ma'am, could you tell me whose house this is?
And the young lady who resides there?
Journal
My Journal!
Hello, my dear, kill me, gently.
A burned body doesn't leave you.
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Do they think that walls could hide you?
Even now, I'm at your window.
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair.
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